Sending warmth to the beautiful and powerful male second [Quick Transmigration]

Ji Xia cried until midnight last night before falling asleep in a daze. When he woke up, his eyes were swollen like walnuts. He was hugged by the table by the servants, and he wrapped ice cubes in a handkerchief.

Seeing his distressed for a long time, Ji Tian felt that the child was too young. He was frightened by such a big scene brought yesterday, so he sat beside him and used a toothpick to fork the grape pulp into Ji Xia's mouth:

"Baby, I feel so sorry for Daddy. I won't take you to crowded places next time. Let's rest first, and stop reading and practicing calligraphy for a few days."

Ji Xia was still trying to find an excuse to explain that he was crying, but when he heard him say this, he simply admitted: "I don't blame Daddy, I wanted to go."

He tugged on La Jitian's cuff: "Daddy, do you have some light porridge? I'm so hungry."

Ji Tian hurriedly asked his servants to make it and bring it up. After watching Ji Xia eat a bowl, he felt relieved to go to the factory to see the goods.

Seeing that he was gone, Ji Xia hurriedly found a reason to let the servants go down, packed some light pastries and pasta in a small package and carried them on his back, and found the wound medicine and bandages from the room, while he was not paying attention, he climbed along the persimmon tree to the wall.

He missed the silence all night, and didn't know if anyone would bandage him.

Ji Xia hid in the canopy and looked at the ancestral hall below. There was no one guarding the door, and the dark red wooden stick was majestically placed in the middle of the yard. He bit his lip and turned his head away.

There happened to be a jujube tree planted on the side of the ancestral hall, Ji Xia climbed over the wall and slid down the tree, kicked the stick into the corner, pushed open a crack in the door, and slipped in.

Candles were lit inside, dozens of tablets were stacked one on top of another, Shen Mo knelt on the cold ground with his back straight, the blood on his back had dried up, and his shirt was stuck to the wound.

Moisture filled Ji Xia's eyes, and he ran over with short legs: "Brother..."

His hands touched hot skin, Mo Mo's eyes were closed tightly, and he fell directly on Ji Xia's body, causing Ji Xia to groan.

He pressed Shen Mo's forehead, which was terribly hot, and his whole body was like a furnace.

At first glance, no one has asked about it from last night until now. The Chen family is simply too inhuman, and even let such a seriously injured person kneel all night.

Ji Xia struggled to get out from under Shen Mo's body, and dragged him onto the cushion, trying to make him at least not sleep on the cold floor.

But silence is a bit heavy for a six-year-old child. While Ji Xia was taking a breath, the world was spinning before his eyes, and he fell on the cushion.

He raised his head and bumped into a pair of bloodshot eyes, staring at him silently: "Who sent you here?"

Ji Xia blinked his eyes and looked back at the silence for a few seconds, rubbing his soft cheeks against his face, trying to pass the test with "cuteness": "Brother, I was sent by heaven, it hurts too much to see you."

Seeing that the silence was unmoved at all, Ji Xia lowered his eyelashes and said obediently: "Okay brother...can you please don't tell my dad, I actually sneaked over the wall."

Shen Mo understood, the child's yard is probably separated from the ancestral hall by a wall, and he was probably scared last night.

He looked down at the child's red lips and white teeth, and he saw that he had grown up doted on by thousands of people, and he had never seen any dangers in the world.

It's different from him.

He pushed Ji Xia aside: "You go back now, I won't say anything."

Ji Xia looks like a child on the outside, but not on the inside, how could he believe the words of silence.

He broke off a piece of pastry and put it near Shen Mo's mouth, and held his hand: "Brother, eat it, I'll change your medicine and leave, okay?"

Ji Xia was afraid that Shen Mo would be cruel enough to drive him away, he lowered his head and blew gently on his wound: "It won't hurt if I give my brother a whir, I'm pretty good at it."

Ji Xia originally wanted to act like a child, but he didn't expect his eyes to turn sour when he saw the wound, and tears fell like broken pearls: "Brother, why did they beat you so hard...I hate them so much...I'm so sad... "

Hot tears hit Shen Mo's neck, he drooped his eyelids and looked at Ji Xia for a few seconds, then wiped the child's delicate skin with his callused fingertips: "There are so many tears, they are made of water."

His fair cheeks were rubbed red by the silence, Ji Xia didn't hide, but moved closer, crying sobbingly: "Brother, you, aren't you driving me away?"

Mo Mo sat up with his arms on the ground, and he tore off a piece of bandage and tied it over the child's eyes: "Go a few steps forward, don't take it off."

Ji Xia immediately thought of the shirt stuck in the flesh, it would take a lot of pain just to tear it off, the silence probably scared him.

He is indeed afraid, but he is even more afraid of whether Silent will be afraid and helpless in the face of these things.

Anyway, Silence is only 14 years old now.

"Brother, I'm not afraid, I just want to accompany you."

Ji Xia was about to take off the bandage, but Shen Mo pressed his hand: "Be obedient."

Ji Xia pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but Shen Mo gave him a gentle push, unable to refuse.

Then there was a long and difficult time, suppressed muffled groans, painful gasps, the tearing of the shirt like a terminator, and finally quieted down.

Ji Xia's heart skipped a beat, and he asked tentatively, "Brother?"

No one answered.

Ji Xia pulled off the bandage, and the bloody shirt floated on the ground, but it made him unable to breathe.

Shen Mo passed out with half of the bandage tied, his whole body was hot, his face was as white as paper, blood seeped from the bandage.

Ji Xia didn't care about other things, ran over and walked around for him shaking his hands, he was inexperienced, and there was no bandage when there was a bleeding wound on his arm.

He looked around, there was really nothing that could be used as a bandage, but he couldn't tear off his own clothes, otherwise how to explain it to Ji Tian would be a problem.

So what to do, you have to tie it up.

His gaze suddenly stopped on himself.

In fact, there is one thing that is very suitable as a bandage without being discovered by Ji Tian——

His bellyband.

Ji Xia's face turned red. Although he is a boy, Ji Tian is always afraid that he will catch cold at night and in the morning, so even though it is October, he is still wearing a bellyband embroidered with gold ingots.

But this is not very good, otherwise he should have enough time to climb over the wall and go back to get a roll of bandages.

"tick"

Blood dripped on the cold floor.

The wound five or six centimeters long was bleeding continuously, and Ji Xia felt anxious, she unbuttoned her coat with trembling eyes, pulled out the apron and tied it on, her ears were bleeding red.

Anyway, he is still young and a boy, except for his face, he is fine.

The point is, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.

Finally, the wound was covered with medicine and bandaged. Ji Xia supported Shen Shen and lay down on the cushion to rest. He also brought water for him to drink from outside and wiped his body to cool him down. Show your face for lunch.

When the servants thought he had taken a nap and put him to sleep and left, Ji Xia immediately jumped off the bed and climbed over the wall, this time he brought a small quilt.

Sure enough, Shen Mo's fever subsided a little, and his whole body began to feel cold. Ji Xia covered him with the quilt, tucked his feet, couldn't help but yawned with watery eyes, and fell asleep in Shen Mo's arms.

The scorching sun in the afternoon and the birds chirping for a long afternoon, Shen Mo had never slept so peacefully, as if holding a little sun in his arms, dispelling all the darkness in the dream.

He opened his eyes, and the sunset glow came in through the window paper, and the child in his arms was sleeping softly into his arms with a ruddy face and pouty mouth.

And he has been cleaned up properly, it goes without saying who did it.

He lowered his eyelids and looked at Ji Xia for a while, then carried him to the cushion and covered him with a quilt.

He went back to his yard to put on a new shirt. According to the usual practice, no one would take care of him during the months when he was injured and kneeling in the ancestral hall, because he knew he would not be able to get out.

Shen Mo took the cakes that children would like to eat, and walked back to the ancestral hall around the path.

Opening the door, the child was sitting hugging the quilt, with his little head shaking, trying not to sleep, as if waiting for him to come back.

The sound of closing the door sounded, Ji Xia turned his head and saw Shen Mo came back, and ran over as soon as the quilt was lifted, his eyes were full of light: "Brother, you are back."

Whether it was being waited for or this sentence, it was a brand new experience for Shen Mo, he knelt down to catch Ji Xia, hummed lightly, and picked him up.

This is the first time that Shen Mo hugged him actively, Ji Xia's eyes were crooked with a smile, and thinking of the injuries on Mo Mo's body, he didn't dare to move at once: "Brother, or else you'd better let me down."

Shen Mo carried him to the stone table in the yard and sat down, his eyelids were half-closed: "It's more than enough to hold you."

But Ji Xia was still worried about Silence's wound, twisted his body and jumped out of his arms to sit on the stone bench, his two legs dangling in the air.

Shen Mo opened the pastry box, pushed it in front of Ji Xia, tapped his knuckles on the table to signal him to eat.

Ji Xia was indeed hungry for a long time, picked a beautiful pastry and handed it to Shen Mo: "Brother, you can eat too." Then he ate it himself.

Shen Mo looked down at the pastry in the palm of his hand, then looked at Ji Xia's little hamster's bulging cheeks, raised his hand and poked it, Ji Xia still smiled at Shen Mo, although he didn't know why.

Shen Mo chewed the pastry carefully, this was the first time he didn't eat what was left over from other people's picks.

When going back, Shen Mo hugged him over the wall to send him back, Ji Xia looked up at Shen Mo's vigorous posture over the wall, and even suspected that the injury on his back had completely healed.

"Baby, what are you doing here?" Ji Tian searched for Ji Xia's dinner for a long time, then took a few steps to carry him to the Westinghouse, "Go, Daddy will take you to dinner."

Ji Xia had just had a meal at Shen Mo's, and there was nothing else to eat. He reluctantly ate a few mouthfuls and couldn't eat anymore, so he said, "Daddy, I'm not hungry."

"Is there anything you like?" Ji Tian knew Ji Xia's appetite like the back of his hand, "Baby, let them cook for you what you want to eat."

"I'm really full."

Seeing that he didn't look like a fake, Ji Tian leaned over and touched Ji Xia's stomach, it was really round, so he had no choice but to give up.

Ji Xia managed to escape, and when he thought of Shen Mo's attitude towards him, the corners of his lips curled up.

He really wanted him to feel the warmth, and he wanted him to be able to use his own identity to walk in the daylight one day.

Ji Xia suddenly felt that there was a reason for choosing such a small identity, and this task was really too difficult.The Chen family's army is the family of the generals, and the Ji family is just a merchant. It is not easy to free Shen Mo from the Chen family.

In the next few days, Ji Xia followed suit on the first day, climbing over the wall to look for Shen Mo as soon as people left, sometimes sending flowers, and sometimes bringing some other gadgets, anyway, Mo Mo was no longer like the first day. When Tian asked him to leave like that, Ji Xia had the cheek to treat him as a welcome.

Of course, it is more important to check the silent dressing.

In fact, Ji Xia did this out of selfishness. He wanted to ask Shen Mo if he could return his bellyband to him. Although he was still young and he was indeed not a girl, he was actually 17, three years older than Shen Mo. How embarrassing to leave private things with others.

But just because of embarrassment, Ji Xia has been unable to open his mouth, but he has never seen the bellyband again, probably it was thrown away by Silence.

Ji Xia also forgot about it.

After going there for five or six days in a row, this afternoon, Ji Xia brought his own pillow and quilt and was about to climb over the wall, when Ji Tian's voice slowly rang out from behind.

"Baby, where are you going?"